You Just Happened To Be In My Way

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|Tomura Shigaraki POV:|

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Everything was going perfectly—almost too perfectly. Apart from a few unlucky nobodies who caught a glimpse of us infiltrating and had to be taken care of, there wasn't a single problem with the operation.

It was as if the heroes were putting no effort into protecting the very people they claim to serve, the ease which with we infiltrated this place was laughable.

Even as some of our group went to plant bombs throughout the stadium, blending in with the crowd, there was no interference. It was like taking candy from a baby

Normally, I would have thought that everything going so smoothly could only mean that something troublesome was about to happen, after all, there is always this uncertainty about things going well for too long.

Reality is cruel, much like the RNG in many games. It's always wise to doubt when things are going too well.

However, this time I knew that the ease we were experiencing was merely the result of the heroes' carelessness… a carelessness product of their complacency and trust in what they believe is a perfect and permanent peace.

A peace that, unfortunately for them, can be snuffed out as easily as blowing a bit of air on a small flame… One that they left unattended, believing it undying.

These heroes, so proud and complacent, had failed at the very thing they swore to do. Protect the people. 

Without even realizing it, they had allowed us in, letting me tighten my grip on this game piece by piece. Soon, every single person in this stadium would be at my mercy… and, eventually, so would every hero in this place.

"Heh…" I smirked, savoring the ease with which things were falling into place.

Although we suffered a major setback a few days ago when the heroes, police, and that damn strange old man struck our base, wiping out a good chunk of the villains I had gathered, I had still managed to flip the game around and now had them at my mercy… And they were still unaware of it.

It was hilarious.

"..."

I glanced at the group of villains that filled our temporary hideout.

Fifty villains, all with different sets of abilities that would either support our infiltration to this place or would help as firepower against the heroes once those bugs tried butting in my fight with All Might.

As I said earlier, there had been a larger number originally… But thanks to that damned old man and the police who appeared out of nowhere, our original team got cut in half before the rest of us managed to escape thanks to Kurogiri's Quirk.

I don't know how they got a gist of our location at that time, but it didn't matter anymore.

I was still in control, and my complete superiority concerning the control of this raid only reassured that statement. They may have attacked us by surprise the last time, but now… Now it was my turn.

All that remained, now, was to wait for everything to be ready, and we all would begin—

"Young master, the security has been confirmed to be at its laxest, and we have determined All Might's location, the bombs have also been placed... The only thing left for us to do is make our move." Kurogiri's voice interrupted my thoughts, bringing a satisfied grin to my face.

Instead of answering him back, I glanced at the group of villains, who looked at me too after hearing Kurogiri's words.

"Good, once we make contact, you bunch will make sure to hold the heroes while using the crowd as hostages," I pointed at them, before giving Kurogiri a side glance. "With that, Kurogiri and I will make sure to give the Symbol of Peace a taste of our ultimate weapons without any annoying pests getting in the way…"

I then took out my phone, showing them the festival's live broadcast for a brief moment, before I continued, "We will begin moving as soon as the combats between the brats start"

All of them nodded at my words, some with disgusting grins, while others just remained serious, probably having their own set of plans or grudges to solve with the heroes installed here as guards. What they all thought at the moment, however, was irrelevant to me. They were mostly pawns—barely worth remembering after this—but for now, they were useful.

Master had said it, after all… Today wasn't just the day All Might fell before the eyes of all Japan… But it was also the day the entirety of Japan—No, the entirety of the world, learned my name!

These no-name guys would be soon left forgotten once I rose as a symbol of fear.

I focused back on my phone, watching a couple of UA brats step into the arena to show off their Quirks, attempting to dazzle the masses with dreams of becoming heroes.

"Sadly, this is as far as these brats are getting as heroes" I muttered as my hand reflexively went to scratch my neck.

Getting rid of this generation before they sprouted into something troublesome was what my teacher had said… So, unfortunately for these brats, I would have no more option but to get rid of them too.

But All Might… he was the real prize. For him, I'd prepared two special gifts.

My eyes squinted in delight as I glanced at the two beings behind me.

Behind me, two hulking Nomus stood silently, engineered for one purpose: destroying All Might.

Had we attacked UA a few weeks ago, we'd have been in possession of only one All-Might-countering Nomu. But since our attack was postponed to today, Garaki managed to create one more Nomu, although not as impressive as the last one.

Still, the set of Quirks implanted in its body was thought specifically for dealing with All Might, much like the first one, so it didn't matter much if it was slightly less powerful than the first. As long as the two worked together, I was sure not even that so-called Symbol of Peace could be able to win.

Ah, I couldn't wait to see All Might's face when he realizes how powerless he really is, and how the entire nation had seen him fall.

"Ah…" As I was filled with ecstasy, I chuckled as I noticed the UA brats on the screen began their fight. That was the signal.

"Time to move, all of you!" I spoke up, making all the villains get out of their resting positions and start getting on the move.

We were currently settled in a storage room of sorts, hidden within the very same stadium. It was hilarious that those heroes didn't know that a whole group of villains was hidden right below them.

A few days ago, a few of our group came to register the coordinates of this place so that Kurogiri could teleport all of us when the time came, some of the villains I picked this time around also had Quirks that could jam surveillance, so security here was basically nonexistent. 

By the time the heroes even tried to act, everything would be already under my control.

Thinking of the great advantage I had at the moment, I smirked and began walking to leave the room, ready to begin with this Raid against the Final Boss.

Could this be considered a speedrun of turning society upside down? Hahaha…

"Huh?" 

However, as I reached for the door's handle and pushed the door open, I came across a strange sight.

Standing there, blocking the exit, was a black-haired guy in a suit, his face blank as he stared me down.

Who was this guy? Another dumbass who wandered where he shouldn't?

Whatever, I had no time for this now.

I raised my hand.

"Nomu, kill him."

The next second, my new Nomu lunged at my command, looking like a blur with his speed, and causing my long hair to flutter as he passed by my side.

I snorted at the sight before I began walking away, not bothering to look back.

-Thunk!-

… But I stopped short when I heard an unsettling, heavy thud. It sounded like something massive had hit the floor.

Unless that man had a Quirk that made him heavier, he couldn't possibly have caused a sound like this… The only thing that could have was…

"What?" I asked incredulously as I turned my head.

… The Nomu that moved at my order.

Now… Lying on the ground, dead.

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|Third Person POV:|

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Every villain's eyes were fixed on the sight of the Nomu—their supposed secret weapon—lying lifeless on the ground. 

Just a moment ago, it had been standing mightily, a monstrous creation of stacked Quirks designed for one purpose: to fight the powerhouse that was All Might. 

Yet now, it lay there, unmoving, defeated in an instant. There was no struggle, no sign of a fight, not even a scratch to show it had resisted. It looked like nothing more than discarded trash.

Such realization brought a shiver to everyone present.

Whatever had killed the Nomu had done so without breaking a sweat, and as the fear seeped into them, all eyes turned to the man standing by the body. His appearance unremarkable, yet something about him was clearly wrong. 

Kneeling beside the Nomu, the unknown man inspected the corpse, a look of curiosity spread on his face.

"This… Looks pretty similar to the monsters of that time..." He muttered as he caressed his chin, before glancing up at Tomura and the remaining Nomu. His gaze pierced into them, and his mouth twisted into a smile. "And you two… you two look familiar."

Tomura took a shaky step back, a feeling of dread clawing at him.

In game terms, as Tomura liked to put things, he had managed to add two overpowered endgame characters into his party to deal with the final boss, hitching a plan that was almost sure to work and grant him the victory that he so deserved.

However, at the moment of beginning the raid, he came across a mob monster that, while unremarkable in appearance, had somehow one-shotted one of his cheat-like party members as if it had been but a low-level character.

A mob that, by no means should exist, nor have that kind of power.

He had encountered an unknown variable...

... A "glitch".

Tomura's hand trembled as he pointed toward the stranger. "Attack!"

Recognizing the serious threat that such a variable represented, Tomura immediately decided to not skimp on expenses and commanded all the villains to attack. Whatever or whoever the man was, he couldn't allow him to continue existing.

A mob that could one-shot his strongest party members, he had to get rid of him whatever the means!

However, The villains hesitated, glancing at one another uneasily. The image of the fallen Nomu haunted them, but with strength in their numbers and diverse Quirks, they pushed their fear aside. 

After all, even if this man was powerful, there was no way he could survive an assault from all fifty of them at once.

Thus, with newfound vigor, the fifty villains got into action.

And they were not the only ones. Following Tomura's command, the remaining Nomu was about to take a step forward and charge against the man.

But in the end, Tomura held the Nomu back, unwilling to risk his last trump card against this unpredictable glitch.

"Huh?!"

"Where did he—?!"

"An invisibility Quirk?!"

And that was a fine decision.

As the horde of villains charged, the stranger suddenly vanished. No smoke, no transition—just gone, as if he'd never been there. 

And yet, his presence remained.

-Step, step, step-

The soft sound of footsteps echoed through the room. 

The villains readied themselves, eyes darting around the dimly lit space. Some conjured armor from bone, others transformed into corrosive liquids, while others grew lethal needles or expanded plants around them. 

They were all ready to strike.

Meanwhile, Kurogiri edged closer to Tomura, preparing to warp them both away if things took a turn for the worse.

-Step, step, step-

The footsteps continued to circle the room, deliberate and slow, growing louder and more unsettling with each step. Why wasn't he attacking? They were his enemies—wasn't he supposed to engage them?

The villains were confused for a moment, but—

-Bang!-

—A gunshot suddenly rang out and one of the villains dropped to the ground, dead before he even knew what hit him, aswering their questions.

The man was just taking his time.

The murder drew every eye to the stranger, who now materialized from thin air before their eyes, holding a gun white in color, smoke curling from the barrel.

Tomura's eyes widened at the sight.

'Is that what killed the Nomu? Poisoned bullets, maybe?' But he dismissed the thought almost immediately. 'No, even if they were poisoned, there's no way they'd pierce the Nomu's skin… so how?'

While Tomura was lost in thought, the villains sprang into action. One of them, whose hands could change into Gatling guns, unleashed a storm of bullets at the stranger as soon as he could.

-Tatatatatatatatata…!!!-

Another villain launched a thick, sticky substance in an attempt to trap him, but as the bullets closed in, the man sank into the floor, disappearing as if he'd melted into the ground, leaving both attacks to miss the mark completely.

Then, within a second, he reappeared behind them, swift and silent as he slashed at one of the villains.

The target—a man who could produce fire from his fingertips—managed to dodge, but not entirely. A shallow cut appeared on his cheek after avoiding the attack, seemingly harmless. 

Relief washed over him for a moment. He'd avoided a fatal blow.

…

Or had he?

-Thud!-

The man fell dead without warning the next second, slumping to the ground as the rest of the villains looked on, horrified.

"You bastard…!"

One villain snapped fairly quickly from the fleeting state of panic, and his arms quickly transformed into a wave of tentacles swirling with electricity, ready to stun the stranger at all costs.

However, the man dodged the tentacles with fair ease, and using the knife in his hand, scratched one of the tentacles, sending the villain straight dead to the ground.

"Damn it… It's those weapons, don't let those weapons touch you in the slightest!" One of the villains vociferated as he stared in shock at how their numbers dwindled quickly.

The rest of the villains nodded, having already noticed what the source of inevitable death was.

"Smart ones, aren't you." The man commented, however, his stoic expression betrayed his annoyed tone, he most likely couldn't care less they had discovered the source of his power.

In the next moment, every villain who could attack from a distance unleashed a barrage on him, flooding his position with a torrent of energy blasts, acid, fire, lightning bolts, sonic booms, and sharp projectiles. The ground shook with the impact, sending tremors through the stadium.

As the relentless attacks continued, Kurogiri leaned in close to Tomura. "Young master… at this rate, even if we manage to deal with this man, the heroes will arrive soon. We're drawing too much attention with all this noise and destruction."

Tomura's expression darkened. "I know… but did you see how he dealt with the Nomu in an instant? With him around, killing All Might as planned will be nearly impossible." His hand scratched more furiously at his neck, the irritation building with every word.

His gaze froze, however, when the man suddenly reappeared, emerging silently from the ground just behind a group of villains. With a single swing of his knife, he cut through three of them, each one collapsing after the slightest touch.

Noticing the stranger taking down three of them in one swoop, the surrounding villains immediately tried counterattacking. However, before any of them could respond, he vanished into the ground, reappearing several meters away in an instant, evading their desperate attempts to get back at him.

Tomura's eyes widened as he saw that.

"Teleportation, invisibility, one-shotting… Why does it feel like we're up against some kind of secret boss?" He hissed, his frustration growing.

Kurogiri's tone was as grim as his own. "I don't know, young master… none of Dr. Garaki's research suggests the existence of such an individual. Either someone else has perfected a Nomu-like being, or these abilities are all part of a single Quirk."

Tomura's hand clawed at his neck, now reddened from the furious scratching. "This is bullshit..."

As villain after villain fell, the chaos shifted. The man reappeared in their midst, but this time, one of the villains held up a device, pointing it squarely at him.

"Stop right now!" he barked. "If you don't, I'll tell our other members to activate the bombs we've planted all over this place. You don't want everyone in this stadium to die, do you?"

"..."

A tense silence followed. The villains began to smirk as they watched the man halt, seemingly considering the threat.

-Bang!-

Only to then, without hesitation, blow the head of one of their own with his gun, as if he had not given a shit about the man's warning.

"Y-You…" The villain holding the device gnashed his teeth, then turned back to the device, frantically trying to connect with those in charge of triggering the bombs. Only for his eyes to widen in shock the next instant.

The device wasn't responding.

"Why… why isn't it working?!" he muttered in horror, clicking uselessly the device.

Then, the man's blade flashed again, slicing through the villain's neck, dropping him to the ground with a thud. 

The stranger snorted, a hint of amusement in his voice evident as he watched the man fall. "There's all kinds of faulty devices on the market nowadays, am I right?"

"Damn it… continue attacking!" Tomura snarled, eyes flashing with rage as the villains heeded his commands. He then turned to look at the device in his hand. "I can't contact them either… A Quirk that can interfere with connections as well?!"

"Young master, I think the best option would be to retreat for now. We still don't know if those are his only abilities, or if he has more in store… His attacks prove lethal even at the slightest contact. With the villains that remain, the difficulty of this operation has risen exponentially. It's better if we retreat right now," Kurogiri urged.

Tomura's hand stopped scratching his neck. "No."

"..."

Kurogiri fell silent as Tomura spoke with conviction. "I'll make sure to get rid of this anomaly, right here."

With that, he moved, and the Nomu moved in tandem. Only half the villains remained by now, the rest sprawled lifelessly across the ground. Despite their varied Quirks, they were being overwhelmed, rendered helpless against the man's ruthless efficiency.

"Damn it… DAMN IT, I WILL NOT DIE HERE!" Suddenly, one of the villains shouted, his body swelling up like a balloon, the temperature rising dangerously as he lost control.

"Hey, stop it, you'll kill us too!" another villain yelled in panic.

"I don't care!" the inflating villain yelled back, his grin maniacal. "You think you can kill me? The instant you dare injure my body, I'll explode and take this whole area with me! Let's see you walk away from this unscathed!"

The other villains scrambled away from him in fear, and the stranger merely watched with an unblinking gaze.

Then, without hesitation, he pointed his pistol at him.

"Hey, what did I just sa—!"

-Bang!-

A bullet lodged itself in the villain's forehead, and his body shrank back, the heat dissipating. Whatever plan he had, it had failed in an instant.

"What's with those weapons?!" One of the villains cried, panic rising.

But the man allowed them no rest. The next second, he was in their midst again, teleporting and attacking with the efficiency of a predator in a flock of prey. Villains fell around him like grass under a scythe.

-Swoosh!-

Then, something happened.

Suddenly, a shadow dashed through the room. Just as the man prepared to bring his knife down on another villain, two bulky arms reached out, locking around him and immobilizing him. The Nomu had caught him, lifting him off the ground to prevent him from phasing away.

The instant the villains saw the man get apprehended, they let out sighs of relief and stared at the now-approaching Tomura as if he were their God.

"As expected… While your damage is off the charts, even you are unable to react to Nomu's crazy speed," Tomura said as he stepped forward, his eyes on the man's feet. "Nomu, don't let him touch the ground. I don't quite get the details, but this bastard seems to need to sink into the ground to teleport."

The Nomu complied, holding the man a few inches above the floor. Kurogiri followed closely behind Tomura, ready to teleport them if needed.

"Haaah~… I guess my luck is shit today. Who would have thought I'd run into a bugged character like you? Today was the day, and you ruined it!" His irritation flared, then faded into a smug smile. "But it doesn't matter. I can always try again. As for you, I'm getting rid of you right now."

"This bastard dared to kill Seashock!"

"Now that you're stuck, you're not so tough, huh?!"

"Let me put a hole through his head!"

In the next instant, the remaining villains shook off their fear and closed in on the trapped man, sadistic smiles spreading across their faces.

However, just as they started to move closer, Tomura raised his hand, halting them instantly. The villains glanced at him in confusion, but he paid them no mind.

As he approached, he stopped at about 3 meters from the Nomu and the stranger, the murderous intent behind his eyes changed to ones full of curiosity. His gaze landed on the man's wrist-sprouting weapons—a gun and a knife.

"Heh~?"

He first caught onto the detail that, judging from the fact that both weapons seemed to sprout from inside his wrist, it was likely they were made directly from his bones.

"So it is a Quirk, not some magical weapon…" His eyes then redirected to his restricted arms under Nomu's lock. "Too bad you can't kill anything if you can't swing them around or point them at others"

But before Tomura could say more, the man's voice interrupted him. "So, it wasn't a Mandela Effect… it really was you."

Tomura's hand on his own neck fell, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the man in surprise. "You know me?

"You could say that," The man said, smiling for once in all the confrontation. Looking at the Nomu, and then at Kurogiri. "I know you three… It was a bit muddy, but my memories are fairly clear right now… The question is… Why are you guys here at this moment?"

"What the hell are you talking about…?" Tomura asked, feeling a flicker of doubt. This man knew them?

The stranger snorted. "I was dying of worry last week, waiting for you guys to show up with your little villain team at UA… but you never did."

Tomura's eyes widened. "How did you know we planned an attack last week?"

"I saw it in an anime," The man replied with a smirk.

Tomura's irritation surged. "I guess I expected too much when I asked you to confess…"

Tomura didn't associate with anyone outside the world of villains, and the Nomu was a top-secret asset. Yet somehow, this man knew not only about the Nomu and himself but also about their recent attack plan against All Might—the one they'd postponed at the last minute. None of it made any sense.

Without hesitating, Tomura gave the Nomu behind the man a short glance, before he flashed a sadistic grin at his prisoner. "Want to play a game of how long you can keep that information to yourself?"

".."

The man looked unperturbed by the threat, almost dismissive. 

His attitude was such, that instead of responding to Tomura, he instead began blabbering on his own, looking straight into Tomura's eyes as he did so. "Since you and this bird-faced guy are connected, I'm assuming that psycho doctor works for you…" A smile spread across the man's unremarkable face. "Good. I was wondering where he went after he slipped out of the public eye. At least now I'll know where to find him when I feel like cutting him off."

The mention of Garaki caught Tomura off guard.

The nonchalant look in the man's eyes also made him realize. He wasn't gonna answer anything of what he was asking.

Realizing he wouldn't get a clear answer to his question, he pivoted to a new line of inquiry, one that had more chances of being answered.

"What does a bugged character like you gain from interfering with us?" Tomura demanded, hoping for a straightforward answer.

"...Now? Nothing in particular." The man answered with a soft smile before his expression turned impassive. "You just happened to be in my way."

Tomura's eyes narrowed. 

He'd had enough. Whoever this man was or wherever he came from, he'd find out later. For now, he was going to end this.

"Nomu—"

-Crack!-

But before Tomura could finish the command, a loud crack pierced the air. His heart skipped as he registered the sight before him: the man had already teleported behind the Nomu, and in one swift motion, he gripped its powerful neck with his bare hands and snapped it with ease, as if it were no more than a twig. 

-Thud!-

Then, the Nomu fell, lifeless, crashing to the ground.

A beast who should have been able to go toe to toe with All Might… Had died like a weakling.

Quirks that made him almost invulnerable and a regeneration that should have kept him alive, even after getting his neck snapped... And yet, there he was, lying on the floor with not a sign of life.

Tomura's mind went into disarray at the impossibility of it all. His supposedly indestructible weapon had been neutralized in an instant before it could even lift a hand.

But he didn't have time to process it. The man's gaze shifted to him, and in the next moment, the stranger lunged forward.

"...!!!"

The instant Tomura saw the man's figure approaching, a premonition of death fell upon him.

Fortunately for him, his time was yet to arrive.

"Young master!" Kurogiri reacted without hesitation, opening a dark portal to pull Tomura to safety. In a flash, they vanished from the battlefield, leaving the stranger standing alone right where they had been just a second ago.

The man watched them disappear, an amused glint flickering in his eyes. "Didn't even get to tell them to send that psycho doctor my regards… Ah well, I'm not good with sounding intimidating either."

Turning his gaze to the panicked villains left behind, he casually pulled out his phone, checking the time. "Got another appointment soon, so let's wrap this up quickly." His weapons flashed as he stepped forward, zeroing in on the remaining villains with deadly intent.

"Do me a favor," he said, an edge in his voice. "... And cooperate."

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|Kamino, Yokohama, in an abandoned bar…|

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Out of nowhere, a black, smoke-like portal opened mid-air, spilling two figures onto the bar's clean floor.

-Swosh-

-Thud!-

It was Tomura and the ever-gassy Kurogiri.

As they landed, Tomura gasped for air, his heart pounding so loudly that it drowned out his servant's concerned voice.

"Young master!"

"Haa... haa... damn it." Cold sweat ran down Tomura's back. He'd never felt so close to death.

Kurogiri, worried, leaned closer, trying to see if his young master was hurt, perhaps wounded by an unseen strike from that dangerous individual. But Tomura raised a hand, stopping him.

"I'm fine, Kurogiri," he managed, rising to his feet after a few deep breaths. "But we failed… even with two powerful Nomus capable of facing All Might, we failed before we were even able to start the attack." His brows furrowed in frustration. "What will I say to master…?!"

Kurogiri interjected.

"No, Young Master… this was beyond anything we could have foreseen. I'm sure Master will understand. Besides, this man who stopped us… Someone with multiple abilities, be it because of multiple Quirks or just a very powerful one—Master will surely find this news… intriguing."

But Tomura barely heard him.

"Damn it… damn it! Next time, I swear, I'll gouge his eyes out myself!"

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|Some minutes later, in Nezu's office…|

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Even on UA's most important day of the year, Principal Nezu remained at his desk, tirelessly working while watching the festival unfold on the TV. Multitasking came naturally to him.

He smiled as he watched the lively combats.

On screen, young Bakugo was racing after a competitor from the support department, his furious gaze matching his hair, now wilder than ever after seemingly suffering multiple electric attacks.

Nezu chuckled at the sight. This new generation was full of energy.

The first and prime example of that which came to his mind was young Suzaku. Brazen enough to make a scene on national television, yet still holding the top spot in the festival.

If he wasn't an energetic youth, then he didn't know who was,

The media would certainly have a field day uncovering his Quirk, he mused.

-Knock, knock…-

Just as he reached for his papers, a knock sounded on the door. He didn't mind it and looked up, smiling.

"Come in."

As the door opened, his eyebrow gave the faintest twitch. Standing there was a black-haired man in a suit—one flecked with spots of blood. It wasn't much, but it was enough to raise concern. Still, Nezu was not one to panic.

"And who might you be?" he asked, eyeing the man with curiosity.

The stranger stepped forward, unfazed. "Just here to deliver some information you might find useful."

Nezu arched an eyebrow. "Go on."

The man's tone was flat as he delivered the bomb. "I just took out about fifty villains hiding in one of your storage rooms at the stadium, so you'll have to clean that up. Also, it seems that some of their members hidden as part of the crowd planted a few bombs here and there, though, so you might want to check." 

A long silence followed after that. However, Nezu's smile didn't waver. 

"You must be quite a bold man to admit to so many murders to me, the head of a hero academy."

The man merely shrugged. "I just thought you'd want to handle it quietly, to avoid a scene at your precious festival."

Nezu held his gaze, unresponsive, until the man turned to leave. "I'll be going now if you don't mind."

"The law isn't so permissive, leaving like that won't be—" Nezu stopped mid-sentence as the man sank into the floor, disappearing without a trace.

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Silence settled in the office until Nezu sighed, shaking his head.

"I suppose he can."

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-To be Continued…-

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(A/N: Tomura's attack ended before it could even begin, and Nezu has quite a lot of cleanup to do.

Will Suzaku make it in time to see his friend get his ass handed to him by Bakugo, or will he miss it because his trip to the bathroom got interrupted?

Most likely the latter.

Still, discover if what I'm saying is true in the next chapter.)